Insidious Words
Someone will give affliction inside Insidious words.
Others consume without direction wondering alone outside of the herds.
Most high before the forest vailed behind many cloaks.
The remaining stand in front of the source, with the fortitude of the mighty oaks. For whatever comes to life I'm forever the bearer of the fight.
As the blood runs off the knife each drip drops bombs of smite.
Copyright © Aaron Butcher | Year Posted 2018
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